"Why did you come here?"
"I came to pick you up."
Sheng Youxia actually admired him; he was stubborn. "I drove here by myself today."
"Then hire a designated driver to take your car away." Wen Zaiyi, dressed casually and good-looking, stood backlit by the sun, his shadow casting long across the road.
Sheng Youxia couldn't help but chuckle, "Luckily I saw your message in advance, I gave the keys to An Qing."
"This place is a bit out of the way, what if you run into troublemakers?" Wen Zaiyi saw her in the cheongsam, curves pronounced, he couldn't keep staring, "Come on, my car is parked up the road outside, the view here seemed nice, so I walked up."
"Okay."
Even in high heels, Sheng Youxia was not being pretentious.
Wen Zaiyi took the suitcase from her hand and immediately noticed her shoes, "Isn't it tiring to walk?"
"Not at all, I'm used to it."